Author Davee Jones

Wine Grapes from Napa...random, but, I like this shot Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is a triple word challenge. Our mediator decided to throw three extremely distinctive words our direction and see what we come up with.  We are writing to "hard, rough, and dirty". Please see how I use this triple nasty in my new WIP erotic romance,  Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, challenges Andrew, but, will he melt her heart? "It was Bea. Andrew reconnected with the uncomfortable chair and read the message several times. Was it possible? Thoughts ran first through his heated groin before finally reaching his brain. He recalled the feel of her smooth skin against the pads of his fingers. Even her elbow for fuck’s sake, it wasn’t calloused or rough, even her damn elbow was smooth. He could take her wenis in his mouth and suck on it- maybe teasing her funny bone would make her nipples hard. The woman made him crazy and brought on bizarre t...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the word "rough". Please see how I use "rough" in my new WIP erotic romance,  Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, uses a week to lose her inhibitions, but, did she lose her heart as well? Bea drank half her beer before roughly setting the bottle down on the end table. She stood, pacing a few times before walking over to a bookcase mounted in the front room. Scanning the top row, several fading, cracking photo albums collecting dust captured her attention. On tip-toe, Bea stepped up and gingerly slid a blue album from its’ place. She pursed her lips and blew across the top, releasing puffs of dust into the air. The depleting sunlight captured the particles before they wafted across the beam, finally settling again onto some other rarely used collectible. Crackling and creaking, the aging pages groaned against her intrusion into the past when she opened the cover. Gazing upon the photo of a baby in ...